A Lila Review: Not Dead Yet (Not Dead Yet #1) by Jenn Burke


Rating: 4 stars out of 5

Dying isn’t what it used to be. 

Wes Cooper was dead. Then he wasn’t—though he’s not exactly alive, either. As an immortal not-ghost, he can transition between this world and the otherplane, which makes him the perfect thief for hire. For seventy years he’s made a “living” returning items to their rightful owners, seeing his fair share of the bizarre in the process. But he’s never witnessed murder. Until now.

His latest mission brings him more than he bargained for: a very-dead actor who is definitely going to stay that way. It’s just Wes’s luck that his ex-boyfriend, Detective Hudson Rojas, is assigned to the case. Hudson broke Wes’s heart years ago—and could again, given he’s rocking a hot silver-fox look that shouldn’t be legal.

As they work together to track down the murderer before anyone else gets hurt, it becomes clear Wes and Hudson have unfinished business. And when a secret Hudson’s been keeping threatens more than just their happiness, it might mean the end of their not-life together—permanently.

Not Dead Yet has an interesting twist on ghosts and other paranormal creatures. They share a world with humans but their existence is a secret, an underworld of magic, power, and money.

It takes time to get into the story and get rid of all preconceptions about paranormals. The timeline gets a bit murky to start with but after a couple of conversations between the main characters, everything gets smoother.

The mystery is well done and not easily predictable. The murders are interconnected and the investigations keep the readers engaged. The end happened too fast with a dosage of bad guy spilling its guts, but it worked with the overall story.

If you are looking for more than a romance, this book will work for you. It has a really slow burn with interesting characters and adventures.

The cover goes with the story but based on the descriptions, Hudson seems too young. Other than that, it was nice.

Sale Links: Amazon | Nook | Carina

Book Details:
ebook, 300 pages
ISBN: 1488036233
Published: February 4, 2019, by Carina Press
Edition Language: English

A MelanieM Release Day Review: Rebuild My Heart (Lexington Lovers #4) by Ariel Tachna


Rating: 3.75 stars out of 5

Lexington Lovers

A love built to last.

When Derek Jackson is hired to renovate the LGBT bookstore that’s also Owen Hensley’s home, opposites attract. Derek is a big burly blue-collar guy, about ten years older than slight, sweet, and bookish Owen. As they spend time together, it becomes clear that each handsome outside leads to a beautiful interior. Far from the shy twink he appears, Owen has a rock-solid foundation that helped him put himself through college and start his own business. Behind Derek’s strong façade waits a tender heart that’s been battered by a rough family past—something Owen understands.

After Owen’s runaway nephew lands on his doorstep, it throws a wrench in their plans. Derek can’t ask Owen to choose, but he doesn’t think he can take second place with his lover the way he always has with his family. Can they find a way to keep their romance standing?

As much as I have enjoyed each story separately, I find that the more the author releases new novels and builds a community that all the couples reside in, relate to and repeatedly connect to one another, that my fondness for and delight in this series has grown with each installment.  That has happened again with Rebuild My Heart, a book that offered up some wonderful new characters, showed some old ones in new light, and had the readers watch as this small corner of Lexington grew a bit larger in population and heart once more.

I love that cover because that is Owen Hensley to perfection.  Ariel Tachna will stretch out the reveal of Owen’s actual name and history to give the developing romance and his character depth and new elements not often seen in romance.  Authentic to the south, harsh and dark in the reality, I almost wish Tachna had spent more time on this aspect of the story instead of that bit of frippery with Owen’s ex which really came to nothing.  Owen’s background has the feeling of bedrock, the bit with the ex that of cotton candy.  And it took away from the story.  Unless of course, it will figure on down the line.

Derek Jackson’s background is, not lopsided, but maybe less filled in for the reader.  His family comes from the wonderful third story , Stage Two. All those characters are in attendance here to my complete gratification and happiness.  They are in many ways his family, although it will take the entire book for Derek to figure that out, much to my frustration with him.  The other part of his “real family” is one we hear about but never see.  It makes them less than realistic, it also makes the demons in his head due to the pressures they lay on him , perhaps less believable because we don’t see it in action.  I don’t know, this portion of the story and Derek’s doesn’t come across as it should for me.

What I do love is their romance, the boys Kit and Phillip, their dynamics with Derek,and then Owen, and finally Ephah.  That was so amazing and pulled me in.  Those boys were boys!  The dialog often hilarious or poignant or whatever the boys were into.  And the slow evolution of one man’s thinking, actually two was beautiful to read.

So yes, some things that bothered me but on the whole, many other elements that offered depth and additional pleasures.  I love seeing the same characters continue to appear in book after book, as I said they continue to form a community I look forward to visiting in.  Now to see who is coming next.  Especially since there is an opening into Owen’s  past .

I recommend this series and definitely Rebuild My Heart (Lexington Lovers #4) by Ariel Tachna.  At some point Kit will need his story too.  But not yet.  Too soon.  So who is next?

Cover Artist: Alexandria Corza, yes, that’s Owen alright, down to the pink hair. Love it.

Sales Links:  Dreamspinner PressAmazon

Book Details:

ebook, 240 pages
Expected publication: February 5th 2019 by Dreamspinner Press
ISBN 139781644051429
Edition Languagev English
Series: Lexington Lovers #4

Lexington Lovers Series

Unstable Stud

A Matchless Man

Stage Two

Rebuild My Heart

A Lucy Review: Bubbly (Uncorked #1) by Shea Balik


Rating: 3 stars out of 5

There was no doubt about it, Macalister Whitmore was as straight-laced as they came. He worked all the time, never did anything that would be considered fun, and almost always wore a suit and tie, even in the laid back southern town of Dahlonia, where the dress code tended to be jeans and t-shirts. It was how his parents raised him and Macalister was sure even a tanning salon couldn’t change that. 

David Wilson wanted to throttle his best friend for sending Mac to his tanning salon to try and loosen up the uptight lawyer. He had never met anyone that had actually worn a suit to a tanning salon before. What Mac needed was a doctor to remove that stick from his ass. Then again, if Mac continued to look down his nose at David, he would remove it himself. 

Still, it seemed that opposites do attract, so they decide to give each other a chance. 

Happily ever after may sound like a dream come true, but no one ever said it didn’t come with pain and heartache. Will they walk away from each other, or walk through hell for the chance to pop some Bubbly and celebrate finding their happy ending?

This is the first book in a new series by Shea Balik, all set around the town of Dahlonia and the winery, Twisted Vine.  This is where the very uptight, BMW-driving Macalister, a man who’s bosses wonder “if he has any emotions at all”.  Actually, “…he’s worked for us for a year and has never cracked a smile?”  Yet Andrew, part owner of Twisted Vine, Mac’s boss and David’s best friend, assures David that Mac is a good person, helpful and kind and that’s why he offers wine to David for helping.   David, owner of the Tropical Beach tanning salon where the bosses send Mac as a birthday gift (much to Mac’s dismay), doesn’t see that when Mac shows up.  Mac is not just uptight, he is snobby, rude and really condescending.  He looks down his nose at David, full of disdain. “Having sex and whoring yourself out like a dime store prostitute aren’t exactly the same.”  When David responds, Mac’s “Or are you deaf along with being a slut?”  There’s no wonder David spills the beans about Andrew bribing David to deal with Mac.

I was a little confused that Andrew would send Mac to a tanning bed as “fun”, but of course, David is there.  Of course, these two opposites really are a better fit than they think.  As Mac puts his prejudice aside, he starts to realize David, purple hair, make up and flamboyant clothes, might be just what he needs.  Of course, he messes it up a few times.  There were times I wanted to shake him but you have to remember, he has had a rigid upbringing and all the feelz are new to him. 

Mac may have helped save David at one point, but David is there for Mac when he needed him.  Unfortunately, Mac doesn’t react well to his family (wow, the family from hell, let’s put that out there), “…Mac would either grab hold of David’s hand or put his arm around David’s waist, silently forcing him to stay, but David wasn’t sure if that was because Mac wanted him there, or he was just going against his mother’s wishes” and I was ticked at him.   Except then I thought David was overreacting at a bad time, so it was a toss up on who was being the bigger pain.  Luckily, David’s friends are there to knock some sense into him.

One thing I struggled with was there was a lot of serious plot issues that were resolved much too quickly and easily.  David regularly fends off unwanted passes while airbrush tanning but an attempted oral rape?  A lawsuit?  A heart attack?  All these things happen but they are easily resolved.  And Mac turned into a seemingly different person pretty quickly, with some insta-love helping.

My slight niggles aside, I liked both MC here, as well as really liking the supporting characters-  Andrew, Shine, Brogan and West.  I am crossing my fingers that Nolan, Twisted Vine’s accountant, is the next up because that shy, sweet man really needs an HEA.  I thought this was a good start to a new series and I’m looking forward to continuing.

Cover art shows two men but I know one is not David, since it is well noted David has bright purple hair and the other, with his shirt wide open, doesn’t seem uptight enough to be Macalister.  

Sales Links:  Amazon

Book Details:

Kindle Edition, 136 pages
Published October 19th 2017
Original Title Bubbly
Edition Language English
Series Uncorked #1
setting Georgia (United States)

An Alisa Release Day Review: Educating the Professor by Sean Michael


Rating: 3.5 stars out of 5

Kenneth Brannigan is a small-town history professor. He’s happy with his life, loves the classes he teaches, and lives in a tiny apartment in a converted house with his best friend, Tim, next door. He’s still recovering from a bad breakup and is content to stick to his comfortable routine. It’s Tim who insists he come to the Queer Alliance’s Rainbow Mixer.

At the mixer, Kenn meets David Burgundy, a new-to-town TA who is working on his masters. Dave is drawn immediately to Kenn and is thrilled when Kenn offers to show him the best pizza place in town. One meal leads to two, which leads to Dave and Kenn spending most of their free time together… and Kenn loosening his self-imposed rules regarding dating and sex for some kinky fun.

Kenn’s ex isn’t going to just let Kenn be, though, and the happier Kenn is with Dave, the less the ex likes it. Will Kenn continue to run away from his past, or will his relationship with Dave help him face it head-on?

Another good Sean Michael book.  Kenn is such an introvert but thanks to his friend Tim gets him to the Rainbow Mixer.  Dave is instantly smitten with Kenn and spends as much time as possible with him.

I enjoyed this book but didn’t feel a lot of depth to it.  I connected with the characters but everything seemed surface level.

I had a little trouble with the quick friendship that fast become friends with benefits and it felt a little like Dave was pushing himself on Kenn.  Their kinks match perfectly though we had to watch Kenn come to terms with what he really wants.  At times I had trouble keeping track of the timeline as it all seemed to move so fast and I thought the drama with Kenn’s ex didn’t really do anything for the story.

The cover art by L.C. Chase is great and I like the variety of visuals.

Sales Links: Dreamspinner Press | Amazon | B&N

Book Details:

ebook, 200 pages

Published: February 5, 2019 by Dreamspinner Press

ISBN-13: 978-1-64080-896-6

Edition Language: English

BLITZ for Diamond Heart (Cherrywood Grove #2) by M.A. Hinkle (excerpt and giveaway)


Title: Diamond Heart

Series: Cherrywood Grove, Book Two

Author: M.A. Hinkle

Publisher: NineStar Press

Release Date: February 4, 2019

Heat Level: 1 – No Sex

Pairing: Male/Male

Length: 60900

Genre: Contemporary YA, LGBT, contemporary, YA, high school, twins, arts/music/theater, gay, ace, panromantic, gender-bending, learning disability/social anxiety, family drama

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Gareth has a problem. He got expelled. Now he and his twin brother, Morgan, have to start over at an artsy new private school, and it’s all Gareth’s fault. Not to mention Morgan’s crippling social anxiety and Gareth’s resting jerk face aren’t making them any friends, and their father is furious with him. Gareth could live with this, but Morgan’s mad at him too, and Morgan is the only person alive who can make Gareth feel guilty.

Good thing Gareth has a plan. Cute, bubbly Felix, a student at their new school, has a crush on Morgan, and they both want to act in their school’s production of Midsummer Night’s Dream. Gareth figures it’s the perfect way to help Morgan come out of his shell and set him up with Felix. Then, maybe Morgan will forgive him, and Gareth can go back to not caring about anything or anyone.

But Gareth has another problem. He’s been cast as Oberon, and Felix is Titania. Oh, and Morgan doesn’t like Felix back. And maybe Gareth is enjoying the play and making new friends and having a good time at his new school. And maybe—just maybe—he’s got a crush on Felix. Can Gareth keep up his tough-guy act long enough to repair his relationship with Morgan, or will Felix get caught in the fallout of Gareth’s dumb schemes?


Diamond Heart
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Everything started when I punched a guy in the face, but I only realized this was more than a regular Tuesday once my twin brother Morgan got home from school looking like he’d been hit by a truck.

Not literally. Morgan resembled the guy on the cover of a romance novel—not Fabio, the Twilight knockoffs, where they were angsty instead of buff. Morgan’s hair was always windswept, except when he pulled it back as per the school dress code. While our school had a dress code, at least it was gender neutral, so anyone could wear whatever they wanted as long as their skirt hit below the knee and their hair was kept out of their face.

Morgan’s hair is always kept out of his face, is what I’m saying.

I was hoping word hadn’t gotten around school, but what a stupid hope. Morgan was ashen. I got to my feet. “Morgan—”

He shook his head without changing his expression.

Crap. I tried to stand still as Morgan went through his getting home ritual: shoes placed in a neat straight line next to the door, tie loosened but not taken off, laptop removed from bag, bag hung on the hook next to the empty one where mine belonged. I put my hands behind my back so he wouldn’t see me digging my fingernails into my palm.

Morgan finished and turned to me. I couldn’t read his expression. “So what happened this time?”

I tried to make my mouth work. But for one thing, I had a bad feeling Morgan already knew the answer. For another—

If he didn’t already know, explaining would be impossible. This went deeper than being dumb and teenage and angry. This was about Morgan and his nerves and me protecting him the only way I knew how. If I could explain it out loud, I wouldn’t have been in this mess. I could have talked things out with Warren Beauregard III (really, truly his name in the year of our Lord 2016) the way Sesame Street taught me, and we would sing a song, and everyone would have gone home happy after learning about the letter of the day.

But before I could figure out how to put it into words, my father came downstairs.

My father—excuse me, Dr. Trevor Lewis, PhD and some other fancy letters—was a professor of Welsh literature. He spent most of his time buried in books written in a language barely anyone spoke, writing papers seven other people would read. Whenever he tried to tell me about it, my soul left my body from sheer boredom.

I didn’t see him much. In order to focus on his research, Trevor taught night classes, which meant all the good people working full-time jobs and going through school snored their way through his English 101. Therefore, he was at home while I was in school, and I was at home while he was at school. It worked well. I didn’t have to see him and remember we looked alike and I hated it, and he didn’t have to see me and remember the family disappointment.

“Let’s sit in the parlor, boys.” His voice was cool.

The change of scenery wasn’t for anyone’s comfort; the furniture was so old it doubled as a torture device. Morgan and I took our usual spot on the couch, Trevor in the chair across from us. Morgan chewed on his lower lip. I wanted to do the same, but I also didn’t want Trevor to see he had me over a barrel.

“The principal decided to avail me of a number of things about you, Gareth,” said Trevor, after a long, long minute of staring at me. He still hadn’t raised his voice. “He said you are, in most respects, a brilliant student. A leader in class discussions, consistently high achieving on standardized tests, and well liked by your teachers. I was aware of all of this.”

I did not relax. Before everything else, Trevor was a rhetorician. He was not reassuring me; he was laying out background before he launched into his thesis. According to family legend, when he defended his dissertation, the evaluators only asked one question apiece because his argument about whatever he studied was so watertight.

“What I did not know is you have also been consistently on the verge of expulsion from the moment you started high school. I don’t see the point of going into detail of the reasons. I’m sure you’re aware—swearing, uniform violations, lashing out at other students.”

The expulsion part was news to me, which was not going to help my case.

Trevor waited, not to see if I wanted to respond. He was pausing for effect. “And it has only been by the grace of the aforementioned good qualities and my not inconsiderable donations to your school that you have not been run out for conduct unbecoming a member of their academy.”

I bit my tongue. Literally. It hurt. Sometimes, I appreciated Trevor’s frankness. Take when he talked about college. He always said, “I expect both of you to attend either the school where I teach or the University of Wisconsin, unless you get into an Ivy League college.” It might sound controlling, but I knew exactly where I stood with him—in the garbage.

“You’re getting kicked out?” Morgan asked, as though I should have led with it when he came in the door.

“I guess, but I just found out too.” I didn’t even know my school expelled people. Then again, I was the only kid ever written up for fighting on school grounds.

Morgan stiffened like we were going over the first drop on a roller coaster, only there was no track at the bottom to catch us. “I can’t stay there by myself.”

Now that was news to me. Among other things, Morgan was valedictorian, first chair violinist in orchestra, and student council secretary. (He’d be president, but then he’d have to talk.) All the teachers thought he was God’s gift to academia, and he’d been fielding college recruiters since we were in eighth grade. And everybody adored Morgan. Girls wanted to bang him, guys wanted to be him/possibly also bang him, nonbinary people high-fived him, et cetera. I wasn’t exactly an outcast, but I wasn’t anyone’s first choice for gym, either.

Trevor’s expression was unreadable. Behind his glasses, his eyes were the color of a freezing winter sky. My father had never been cuddly, but he used to talk to us more, before my mom killed herself four years ago. Suicide should have been the low point, but things only went downhill in our family from there. After the funeral ended and all the flowers were thrown away, we never talked about her again. I hadn’t bothered trying, but Morgan had, and Trevor dismissed him. Not in so many words, maybe, but we got the hint.

Anyway, as long as Morgan was calm and under control, he and Trevor had long and involved conversations about books and crap. But the second Morgan faced something more complicated than precalculus, Trevor was out the door faster than blinking, leaving Morgan alone with his deep-breathing exercises. And me. I always cleaned up the mess, whether or not I made it.

To be fair, I usually made it.

I got to my feet, one hand clenched in a fist. I wasn’t going to hit Trevor—no use. It wouldn’t get a rise out of him. But the pain helped me concentrate so my voice would come out calmly, the same way it did at fancy dinner parties when one of Trevor’s too-rich friends asked me a question that drove me up a wall. I knew Morgan hadn’t meant to say anything out loud, nor would he appreciate it if I answered him right now. So I put on my best Trevor face and pretended Morgan wasn’t hyperventilating beside me. “Well, this is all pretty shitty. When do I find out?”

Trevor’s expression hadn’t changed an inch; he might have been staring at one of the insipid paintings hung on the wall. “You’ve been suspended for the rest of the week while they decide. In the meantime, I suggest you research alternative options. I have enough work preparing for midterms.”

I bit the inside of my cheek hard enough to taste blood so I wouldn’t answer. Morgan was about ready to barf all over the fancy Persian rug, but he almost always was. I couldn’t tell if it was worse than usual.

“You wanna help me search?” I asked. If I didn’t give Morgan some kind of out, he would sit there until the end of time, caught in his own head.

Morgan stood, jerkily. He nodded at Trevor and followed me upstairs.


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M.A. Hinkle swears a lot and makes jokes at inappropriate times, so she writes about characters who do the same thing. She’s also worked as an editor and proofreader for the last eight years, critiquing everything from graduate school applications to romance novels.

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Love A Paranormal mystery romance? Check out Not Dead Yet (Not Dead Yet #1) by Jenn Burke (teasers and giveaway)



NOT DEAD YET by Jenn Burke

Series: Not Dead Yet #1

Publisher: Carina Press

Release Date: February 4, 2019 (ebook only)

Length: 91,000 words

Subgenre: Paranormal mystery romance

Warnings: Depression, talk of suicide, murders, paranormal violence


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Dying isn’t what it used to be.

Wes Cooper was dead. Then he wasn’t—though he’s not exactly alive, either. As an immortal not-ghost, he can transition between this world and the otherplane, which makes him the perfect thief for hire. For seventy years he’s made a “living” returning items to their rightful owners, seeing his fair share of the bizarre in the process. But he’s never witnessed murder. Until now.

His latest mission brings him more than he bargained for: a very-dead actor who is definitely going to stay that way. It’s just Wes’s luck that his ex-boyfriend, Detective Hudson Rojas, is assigned to the case. Hudson broke Wes’s heart years ago—and could again, given he’s rocking a hot silver-fox look that shouldn’t be legal.

As they work together to track down the murderer before anyone else gets hurt, it becomes clear Wes and Hudson have unfinished business. And when a secret Hudson’s been keeping threatens more than just their happiness, it might mean the end of their not-life together—permanently.

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Teaser #1

When I woke up, I knew exactly where I was and exactly whose arms were around me. I’d gotten up a couple of times to use the bathroom, because I had the bladder of an elderly man even if the rest of me looked like a college student. Each time I crawled back into bed, enjoying the heat Hudson emitted—enough to keep me warm but not enough to make me overheat—he pulled me close and held me tight.

So waking up with my face mashed into his chest and our legs intertwined was not a surprise. The fact that I was rubbing my morning wood against his thigh? That was a little more shocking.

But damn, it felt good.

Okay, no. I had to stop. He was still asleep, and rubbing one out using his incredibly hard and muscular thigh with the perfect amount of rough texture—no. Bad Wes. Consent. Gotta have it. I forced myself to stop and pull away—

Only to have Hudson’s hand clap my butt and haul me back to where I’d been, my erection drilling into his leg.


He grunted and pressed on my ass to get me humping again.

I was only so strong.

Teaser #2

“Fuck, yeah.” His entire body shuddered, and I smiled in triumph. I felt as though I’d cracked an uncrackable safe. Undoing Hudson might become my new favorite pastime.

Slowly we undressed. His shirt disappeared, followed by mine. There was no striptease, no titillation—it wasn’t needed tonight. I wanted him and he wanted me, but I think we both knew sex wasn’t happening before we fell asleep. I fucking loved sex with Hudson—when we’d been dating, we did it every way I knew how to do it. Fast and hard, slow and dirty, slow and loving, explosive, gentle…all of them were amazing rushes, because it was Hudson.

But I wanted to savor the steps here. Hudson had been out of my life—permanently, I thought. A regret I had never truly gotten over. I never dreamed we would reconnect. Now that we had—now that we had kinda-sorta discussed that we might maybe be a thing—I wanted to linger on every phase of our relationship.

And maybe this time, if we took it slow and talked—imagine that—maybe we could make this work.

Release Blitz Excerpt:

It seemed like I’d barely closed my eyes before something woke me. Thuds on my door. I thought for a second it might be Lexi again, but she never knocked on my door like that, all authoritative and belligerent. I flung the blankets away from my face long enough to yell, “You’ve got the wrong apartment!” before diving back into my fluff pile.

The bursts of heavy knocks slid into something more rhythmic, an indication that whoever was at my door had settled in for the long haul. I kicked the blankets off with severe prejudice. Who the fuck made that kind of noise at—I squinted at the clock—midnight? I scrambled out of bed and marched to the front door, bouncing off a doorjamb on my way. And banging my knee on the end table. And almost tripping over the edge of the throw rug.

I did not function well without sufficient sleep. I also did not think clearly, or else I might have checked the peephole in the door before flinging it open with a harried, “What?”

Hudson stood there in dark jeans and a black leather bomber jacket open over a plain gray T-shirt, revealing his badge on a chain. His gun sat on his hip, an unusual choice for him, and his hair was…not mussed, but definitely not as styled as when he wore a suit. Five o’clock shadow peppered his jaw, silver glinting among the darker shades.

“You’re not wearing a suit,” I observed. Call me Captain Obvious.

“Night off,” he said distractedly, his gaze traveling from my head down…down…down. The tip of his tongue emerged to wet his lips. “You’re not wearing clothes.”

I jerked my gaze away from him to look at myself and—yep, naked. “Christ,” I muttered, and darted back toward the bedroom.

About the author:

Jenn Burke has loved out-of-this-world romance since she first read about heroes and heroines kicking butt and falling in love as a preteen. Now that she’s an author, she couldn’t be happier to bring adventure, romance, and sexy times to her readers.

Jenn is the author of a number of paranormal and science fiction romance titles, including the critically acclaimed Chaos Station science fiction romance series (authored with Kelly Jensen) from Carina Press.

She’s been called a pocket-sized and puntastic Canadian on social media, and she’ll happily own that label. Jenn lives just outside of Ottawa, Ontario, with her husband and two kids, plus two dogs named after video game characters…because her geekiness knows no bounds.


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